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Drake is the patron saint of passive aggression.
Its a lucrative business.
Snark is the internets love language.
Cutting up is more rewarding than burying the hatchet.
Discernment is exhausting, but smoke is free.
We all feel hated and underestimated.
50 Cent blew up when we needed to feel invincible; Kanye West fed a hunger for impulsiveness.
Every era gets the rapper it deserves.
Ever since he worked the violence out of his system onScorpion, Drake has been mellowing out.
Life Is Good upheld the hit streak with Future.
Money in the Grave, War, and Omerta offered mob-boss recidivism.
Toosie Slide reset the balance.
The gap betweenScorpionand his upcoming sixth album resembles the run-up toTake Care.
There are a lot of one-offs that sound like keepers.
Drake loosies launch the gamut between genuinely inspired, cool but cast off, and cloyingly cute.
Dark Laneis the stylish training montage before a fight.
But itsticks out as obvious chart fodderin a way Drake singles havent since the early days.
(He remains a student of Lil Wayne in that respect.)
When hes notdoling out peak Drake bars, hes holding court with rap influencers.
ThePlayboi Carticollab Pain 1993 sees Drake make good use of Cartis flow, while Carti channelsYoung Thug.
Months removed from the vengeance ofScorpion,Dark Lanespeaks honestly if a little coarsely about mistakes.
A change would do him good.
We love Futures capers.
Bittersweet, hubristic confession is Drakes.
Can that be enough?
